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♥ Tuesday, September 12, 2006 4:55 AM

I watched as her lips turned blue. As her face grew pale. As her hands slowly fell by her side. As her eyes slowly shut, shutting out the world, shutting out the pain. I watched her breathe slowly, in small breaths, until finally, it stopped. I gazed at her, wondering. Whatever happened to her? All the pain she suffered, all the lies they told her, all the things she kept inside, her feelings her emotions. Now, she'll never get a chance to say it. Never again. She left behind her pain. Her sorrows. She left behind her love. Her love for you. Her dreams. Her dreams with you. She hurts inside. But never did show it. Everyday, she fakes a smile. A small tender smile that seemed real to everyone, real enough to convince herself. But deep down inside, she knew the horrible truth. She knew everything going on around her. She knew, she knew, she knew. But never said. Never muttered a single word. Never judged. Always forgived. For all the lies he told her, she forgave him. For all the times he wasn't there, she forgave him. For all the times he doubted her, she forgave him. All those words he never told her.....They killed her. Those unsaid words. Now it's too late.

Because she's already dead inside.